Was gonna try and re-introduce myself but nothing’s changed. Still living for pop music. Still trying to feel famous, more of this has begun to come from inside of me. Getting older means getting braver, and feeling more entitled…which is always a good thing. Here’s what you should be getting blackout wasted to:

A couple for the end of the night when you’re crying and the only cowboy hat in the place has found its way to your head😦